Ok so when we run out of food. I'll be that person who secretly picks off people returning back to the group with a bloody sack of fresh meat to serve for dinner. reply
We're all stuck in a creepy house. The doors are all locked and the windows are barred. A single lantern hangs from the ceiling illuminating the first floor. A dark shadow at us from the top of the staircase. "Welcome" it says grinning.
